Gyrfalcon's Keep can't stop the swag

Okay <3.

Thistle chuckled at Junior’s obvious excitement at the titles Ragnar wore. Thistle chuckled again it sounds like a grand adventure. I wish I would have been there. and she found she did. She wa finding it harder and harder to stay in the bay, she wanted to move around, look into things. But she could not live her family were far too important ot her to be away from them for more than she needed to. She would have to get her sense of adventure and wander lust from the brief interludes she got when hunting for herbs.

Thistle followed behind Junior, though she could probably surpass the child she didn’t. Staying behind to one let the girl win and two to keep a weather eye on the falcons and their sharp claws and beaks. The blood ran again like rivulets from her shoulders as she ran, but she paid it no mind. Glad that she had been able to care for junior’s nicks and cuts.

Thistle turned her muzzle into the girls head and licked it, as the child showed her affection with her own press against her neck. Thistle thought about it and then spoke actually yes. Would you like to ask your father if you can come spend some extra time with Gyda, she is the only girl in her litter and I think it would do her good to be around her big foster sister. She smiled then as she traveled into the borders, the two of them soon to go separate ways. As Junior hunted down ragnar and then Tveir.